RANT: My addiction to Craig

Craig, you bastard! You have become my work drug of choice. And, as is always the case, this drug is causing my life issues. But I just can't stop! Some of the horrible side effects you've had on me include:

1.) Less time spent earning my paycheck and more time doing you.

2.) Lower self esteem. I used to think I was a great catch -- cute, smart, funny, world class blow job giver and lover of sex -- but now I see that apparently I'm a "fat bitch" because I'm over a size zero, and that negates all previously mentioned good qualities.

3.) I now have, if possible, even less faith in the male gender, (followed by the belief that perhaps I should have stayed with my ex husband because his issues were much less than the ones I see all these other CL guys possessing).

4.) Sad realization that yes, I will indeed be forever single now, (refer to #'s 2 & 3), unless perhaps I become a lesbian who doesn't mind "fat bitches" who wear over a size zero.

However, not unlike a needy, stalker-type lover, I know there are reasons I can't give you up:

1.) Looking at the "Casual Encounters" sections makes me realize that there are people out there much more desperate than I am; seemingly hundreds of them daily.

2.) Reading the "Rants and Raves" section has reminded me that yes, I am indeed smarter and a better lover than many.

3.) Going out on CL dates has reminded me the need to be more selective.

4.) When I'm bored you're always there for me baby!

Craig, you are that hot asshole that I'm dying to make fall in love with me because I know deep down that you're a sweetie and you only mean to make me feel good....